
sleeping late, a peaceful house
the shuffling of the dogs
a cozy breakfast, us away
a break from the cacophony
your warmth and touch
erasing the unsound paint
of tired, rainy days



sleeping late, a peaceful house
the shuffling of the dogs
a cozy breakfast, us away
a break from the cacophony
your warmth and touch
erasing the unsound paint
of tired, rainy days


you are
a flock of butterflies,
floating lovely
against
the tornado
as I am swept off
in currents
knowing
this is
enough